PG's hand on top of CP's. You can't tell from the picture, but our rings are white gold. Gentle Readers,
I never ever thought I would see this day. I am almost entirely beyond words at this point, so this post will be short.
The day I met Mindy June, playing Trivial Pursuit at college back in 1984, I never would have imagined in a million years that she would, twenty-four years later, be standing in the middle of a park in San Diego pronouncing me legally married to a guy I loved.
In 1984 I never ever would have imagined myself standing amongst a circle of twenty-two beloved friends and family members getting married to Poor George. Yet it did happen, on October 25, 2008!
Poor George left for New York this morning, where he will have to live, apart from me, for the next few months while he sorts out our affairs there. PG was followed by my sister and her husband. And this afternoon I said farewell to my parents and to Mindy June; everyone had to travel a long distance back to their own lives. I cried for half an hour after the last good-bye.
I don't know why I should feel so sad, because marrying George was one of the happiest moments of my life. I guess it's just the rush of emotion after such an emotional weekend. But even with the post-partum sadness, I wouldn't trade this weekend for anything in the world.
Mindy did such a beautiful job with the ceremony that I can't yet describe it adequately. Instead, I simply suggest you read her transcript here.
I'll blog more details about everything once I've gotten a grip on myself.
Love to you all,
CP
